Feisty Females In Romance Part 4: Ashley from Dark Fantasies #Paranormal

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Happy Sexy Saturday!

Welcome to part four of the Feisty Females Spotlight. Today I’m featuring Ashley from my Paranormal Romance, Dark Fantasies. Dark Fantasies is book two in the Fantasy Diary Series. (Bk 3 is coming this winter. It’s titled, Wicked Fantasies.)

Ashley Blakely is one feisty female. She’s independent and doesn’t need a man. And after the trouble she went through with her ex, she doesn’t want a man. But then she meets Kelan and technically he isn’t a man, he’s a demon. But his alpha male ego puts him on her ‘do not date list’. That doesn’t mean she can’t write down the things she’d like to do to him in her fantasy diary. Check out this feisty excerpt from book two of the Fantasy Diary series.

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Ashley looked at the camera. She tried to listen in on his thoughts, but like always he was shutting her out. Every now and then he would let his guard down and she would get a glimpse into his mind, but for the most part, his head was off limits to her.

No fair. She really wanted to know what he was thinking right now. Was he sitting in his room staring at the screen and laughing at her? Was this all funny to him, some sick joke? Or perhaps he really was hoping this would cause her to fall in love with him.

For a sex demon, he didn’t know much about women if he thought this was going to make her like him more. If she had to fake it to make it she would. And it seemed it was time for her to do just that.

“Kelan,” she yelled at the camera. She needed to say something to get his attention. “I’m sorry for what I said earlier. I was mad and confused and all of this is just too much on me right now, you understand?”

No answer. Okay, she would try harder. “But it’s Christmas. Are you really going to leave me down here all by myself?”

Still no response. After the way she treated him earlier she wouldn’t want to be with her if she was him either. That was fine. She didn’t really want him down here. When he was near her it was hard for her to keep her thoughts away from him.

“Kelan,” she said. “Let’s play a game. You’ve taken me from my home on Christmas. You have to at least entertain me.”

What game could they play? Maybe a drinking game, then again she didn’t want to get drunk. Or they could play a drinking game without the liquor. Instead of taking shots they could demand the loser to do something, something like taking her handcuffs off of her.

Ashley pressed her lips tightly together to keep from smiling. This plan could work. If she got him to take the cuffs off of her she could probably get him to leave her door unlocked and she could sneak out in the middle of the night. Once outside she could try contacting Tinsley again.

“What kind of game do you want to play,” a deep voice filled the room.

Ashley stared up at the ceiling. She couldn’t pinpoint where his voice was coming from. The camera was right in front of her but it sounded like his voice was everywhere. She turned her head from the left to the right observing each corner of the room. Finally he put her out of her misery.

“I have speakers installed in every corner of the room.”

“You would,” Ashley mumbled under her breath.

“Yes, I would.”

“You heard me,” she stared up at the camera. “But I whispered that.”

“That is why I have speakers and mics in every corner of the room.”

Ashley shook her head. She really needed to get out of here.

“You said you wanted to play a game. Are you bored with the room already?”

“Yes, I mean the room is lovely and all but you didn’t even leave me the remote control. How am I supposed to watch T.V?”

“It isn’t for watching.”

“That’s what it was created for.”

“That’s not why it’s in the room with you.”

“Well why is it here, for decoration?”

“Sort of, just as I have to stare at something I want, but can’t have. You now have to stare at something you want, but can’t have.”

How childish was that? That was a real bitch move. What grown man acts like that?

“I’m not a man, remember?”

“How could I forget,” Ashley rolled her eyes.

She began singing jingle bells to shelter her mind from him. She couldn’t be nice to him. It was impossible. Every time she tried he did something to remind her why she disliked him. He told her everything down here was hers.

Yet he kept the remote so she couldn’t watch television and he handcuffed her far away from the couches so she had to either sit on the floor or lean against the wall. He was doing a shitty job of trying to win her heart.

There was no way she could ever love a jerk like him. And fuck his unwatchable television. Without thinking of consequences Ashley stepped over to the other end table. She picked it up and hurled it at the television. The sound of it hitting the large screen made her feel good but it wasn’t enough. The screen didn’t crack.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Kelan’s deep voice filled the room.

Ashley moved to another small table. “I thought this was my room and I could do anything I wanted to do with my shit?”

She grabbed the lamp off the table.

“Ashley you better not…”

Too late, she hurled it at the television screen with all her might. The lamp shattered and the T.V. screen cracked.

“Yes,” Ashley raised her hands in the air, signaling she’d made a touchdown.

“You’re fucking insane.”

“Thank you,” she smiled at the camera then walked back to the wall and leaned against it. “Now I’m bored again. Do you want to play a game?”

No answer. He was ignoring her now. Big baby.

“You said it was my television,” she told him. “If I want to break my television that’s my problem, it has nothing to do with you.”

Again her only response from him was more silence. So there was a possibility that breaking the television had been another bad idea on her part. She couldn’t help it. He made the insane part of her come out and once it was out, she couldn’t control it. Ashley took a deep breath. She wanted out of here, so she had to play nice.

“I apologize,” she said.

More silence.

“I apologize and I beg your forgiveness, Dr. Grant.”

More silence.

“Kelan, please talk to me. I’m lonely down here.”

If that one didn’t work she was fresh out of ideas. The only thing left to do was get naked and hope that made him pounce. She was saving that as a last resort.

“Kelan I…”

“You mentioned a game,” his voice came through over the intercom. “What is the name of this game?”

Oh shit, she hadn’t thought of a game.

“Um, have you played ‘I have never’ before.”

“No.”

“Great,” she just had to remember the rules. “Well it’s a simple game. Each of us takes turns asking the other one a question. For instance, I’ll ask you something like have you ever kissed a frog. You will either say I have or you will say I have never. If you have done something that means I win.”

“Why do you win if I have?”

“Because I have to ask you questions I think will get a yes response. I’ll only ask questions about things I think you’ve done before. If you say ‘I have never’ that means you haven’t done as I thought you did and you win. Does that make sense?”

“You ask me a question you think I’ll say yes to. If you’re right and I say yes, you win. If you’re wrong and I say no, that means I win.”

“Yes, you catch on quickly.”

Quicker than her old college buddies. It had taken her an hour to explain the game to them but once they got started they’d had a lot of fun and gotten hella drunk off tequila shots.

“If I win what do I get?” Kelan asked.

“Oh, well, every time I ask you a question and you answer yes then I get a reward. Normally my reward would be you taking a shot. But since we’re not drinking I figure our rewards could be something else.”

“What do you suggest?”

“I think it should be whatever we want it to be. Every time I win I get to tell you to do something, whatever I want you to do, within reason of course. And every time you win you get to tell me to do something you want me to do.”

“And you’ll do it?”

I might. “Yes I will. But first you have to win.”

Ashley waited on his response. Finally he answered.

“I’ll play and I’ll go first.”

“Okay, ask me a question.”

“Have you ever let a man cum in your mouth?”

Well damn.

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synopsis
One kiss was all it took.

Between work, family and her ex-boyfriend, Ashley Blakely is completely stressed out. She doesn’t have time to write in her fantasy diary or compete in the annual ‘fantasy wish’ competition her and her sisters have going. The only thing she wants for Christmas is normalcy.

All hope of a normal Christmas… or life… fly out the window the moment she’s kissed by Kelan Grant. Now she’s swept up in a whirlwind of romance, seduction and danger. She wants no part of this new life. Yet once she finds out that her sisters and her best friend are in jeopardy, she will do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Even allow herself to be kidnapped and handcuffed by a devil in disguise.

Dr. Kelan Grant always keeps his word. The moment he lays eyes on Ashley, he vows she will be his for eternity. He doesn’t care that his brother is mated to her sister and wants to keep their real heritage a secret from the Blakely family. Kelan will do whatever it takes to claim his bride.

Kidnapping her is the easy part. Winning her heart is going to take some strategic planning. But between the dark angels stalking him and Ashley’s constant need to break every item in his home, Kelan is having a hard time romancing the woman who he feels already belongs to him.

Will he get the eternity with Ashley he’s envisioned? Or will his enemies snatch her from his grasp and awaken the monster he tries to hide?

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Dark Fantasies is FREE with Kindle Unlimited.
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UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00OGPJ2KO
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Christmas Fantasy – Bk 1 of the Fantasy Diary Series. FREE w/Kindle Unlimited.
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Christmas-Fantasy-Paranormal-Romance-Diary-ebook/dp/B00KXE6SF4/

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